Outright Favoritism Chapter 1004: : The final ending of Ming Dailan

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"Discussing." He Chen drove to the sofa and sat down, raised his legs, and smirked: "I really want to? I heard that MECT treatment will have sequelae, more or less, and does not rule out short memory Time is chaotic."

"Need to think about it?" The man leaned against the light on the window sill, his brows were dark and indifferent, "arrange as soon as possible."

He Chen touched his eyebrows, smiling slightly, "As long as you cooperate, everything can be done step by step. What are you in a hurry, afraid that Li Qiao will run away?"

Shang glanced at him indifferently, "So much nonsense?"

"Okay, you are sick, I don't have the same knowledge as you." He Chen took out the cigarette case and lit his cigarette, "I saw He Qing yesterday."

The man picked up the medicine bottle and poured out two pills, "If you want to go back to seize power, take the Black Hawk. I have given you the details of the contact persons of each branch of the International Association, and contact yourself."

He Chen: "..."

He put down his long legs, leaned forward and picked up the mineral water on the table, "Shang Shaoyan, your eye can see that Lao Tzu is going back to seize power?"

"You are free."

He Chen raised his head and took a few sips of water, staring deeply at Shang Yu, "What is your attitude towards He Qing?"

The man took the pills and his tone was extremely cold, "It's dispensable."

A few months ago, Li Qiao was targeted by He Xi in Parma, and He Qing’s laissez-faire attitude at the time destined them to become nodding acquaintances in the future, no matter how hard they are to become friends.

But He Chen is different, he is a brother.

……

Li Qiao stood downstairs at the Parma Nursing Home, looking at the rudimentary supporting facilities around, and walked into the courtyard with no expression.

It was a coincidence that she had just walked to a wooden corridor covered with vines, and she looked up and saw Ming Dailan sitting on the wooden board in a daze, holding something in her hand.

She was wearing a plain convalescent suit, her hair was a little messy, and her body was shaking back and forth, seeming to be confused.

Li Qiao's originally calm eyes suddenly burst into waves.

Luo Yu didn’t notice her changes, and stood by and said coldly, “The owner of the family settled here and informed the Ming family, but the Ming family didn’t seem to want to care about her, so she just sent someone to give some supplements. Never showed up again."

Li Qiao didn't answer, walked into the wooden corridor, and slowly sat on the opposite side of Ming Dailan.

On the first day of the new year, the bright sunshine passed through the vines and cast a mottled shadow on the ground.

Li Qiao looked directly at Ming Dailan with a blank stare, "Do you believe in retribution?"

Today's Mrs. Xiao, without the embellishment of brocade clothes, looks no different from an ordinary woman.

Even the charming cheek has a few conspicuous wrinkles.

Ming Dailan's first half of her life was extremely superior.

And the rest of her life was destined to be full of ups and downs.

In places like nursing homes, you can’t expect the caregivers to treat patients like their loved ones.

People who are stupid and crazy, are unconscious, and being abused is commonplace.

Li Qiao folded her legs and whispered quietly, "If you are really crazy, everyone will be happy. If you pretend to be crazy and sell stupid, you don't know how long you can survive."

At this time, Ming Dailan tilted her head and looked at Li Qiao, holding the things in her hands and offering them with both hands, "Little girl, look, this is the wedding photo of Ataun and I, are we very Good match?"

Li Qiao glanced coldly at what was in her hand. It was not a wedding photo at all, but a hospital admission certificate.

Ming Dailan is almost inseparable from A Zun, no matter what he says, it must be related to A Zun.

Listening to her babbling nonsense, Li Qiao pinched her eyebrows, and said lightly, "If I were you, instead of showing my sincerity in this way, I might as well go to the front of A Tun to break the boat."

The rain falling behind frowned in confusion, Madam...what are you talking about?

Li Qiao closed her eyes and asked her head sideways: "Who arranged for the nurse who took care of her?"

Luo Yu stepped forward and answered truthfully, "It should be Wei Ang. He handled the admission procedures."

"Call here."

Luo Yu didn't understand what Li Qiao was going to do, so he turned around to find someone.

The opposite Ming Dailan still held the contents in her hand and kept muttering to herself.

In less than three minutes, the caregiver hurriedly followed the falling rain to the wooden promenade.

She was in her early forties, and when she saw Li Qiao, she hurriedly bowed, "I have seen Mrs. Young."

Li Qiao curled her lips without changing her face, "Are you from the old house?"

The nurse was a little nervous, "Yes, at the time Mr. Wei arranged for me to take care of the former wife here, and asked me to report things in time."

"What is the need for reporting?" At this time, Li Qiao's tone was light and mocking, squinting at Ming Dailan who was suddenly silent, and said lightly: "Why waste the resources of the old house."

The nurse's eyes flickered, and he didn't dare to speak or ask more.

After a while, Li Qiao gave an order and withdrew the caregiver arranged by Wei Ang.

When the caregiver left, she looked at Ming Dailan with an ignorant face, leaned forward, and said softly: "Since I want to be a lunatic, I shouldn't have any expectations.

You have no distinction between right and wrong, and tortured Shaoyan for eleven years. I haven't asked you to settle the account. Why do you still have the face to look forward to returning to Shangshi?

Ataru Ataru...Don't you think you have defiled him when you call him by name? "

Li Qiao has always been Li Qiao, even if she still feels unwell, it will not affect her injustice for Shang Yu.

Ming Dailan, what qualifications do you have to enjoy everything the Shang arranged for her?

After saying this, Li Qiao stood up without hesitation, "Mrs. Xiao, you and Xiao Hongdao did not go through the divorce procedures. Even if he dies, you will always be his widow. Not Mrs. Ataru."

Ming Dailan didn't say a word from beginning to end, until after Li Qiao left, the little book she held in her palm dropped to the ground.

……

Leaving the nursing home, Luo Yu was still very dazed, "Madam, is she... not crazy?"

"A selfish person is not that fragile in my heart." Li Qiao closed her eyes on the back of the chair, her pretty face frosty.

She was not sure before seeing Ming Dailan.

But just now, when Ming Dailan handed over the so-called wedding photo, Li Qiao smelled a faint tea fragrance.

That is the smell of hand cream.

How can a delirious person apply hand cream and even manicured nails are so round and beautiful?

A caregiver will not do this kind of thing, even if it does, it is impossible to be so careful.

Luo Yu gasped in surprise, "Then what does she picture?"

"Tua Zun can be soft-hearted and can take her back to her old house."

Regardless of whether Ming Dailan really has such a strong affection for Shang Zonghai, she mentions Azun when she meets people, simply trying to use the mouth of others to pass these words back to Shang Zonghai's ears.

She is a woman who loves children so much, even if she loses her heart, maybe she only remembers her ex-husband? !

Pretending to be crazy and stupid is enough to make her escape all due sanctions.

Li Qiao looked out the window with a cool gaze, "Go back to the old house and tell Wei Ang by the way that no one will be allowed to relieve Ming Dailan in the name of Shang Clan from now on."

"The master..."

Li Qiao opened her eyes slowly. At this moment, she seemed to have changed back to Li Qiao who was arrogant and arrogant. "Dad will agree."

She wants Ming Dailan to use the second half of her life to atone for Shang Yu.